Chapter 47: Healing Wounds

The old woman's eyebrows knit together, her hands running the length of Willow's body. The gaping wound on her ribs was deep. The bullet had lodged itself into one of the bones narrowly missing her spine. She murmured quietly underneath her breath, and pushed a finger inside of the damage, fishing for the bullet.

Willow's comatose body spasmed and fresh blood spurted onto the woman's hands. Garin jerked forward but was held back by Audrey and Cole. "Let her do her job. There is nothing you can do right now," she said to him underneath her breath. His eyes were full of unshed tears. His entire countenance looked helpless.

"You need to give her space. You'll be able to see her once she is done. Come on," she tugged his arm and dragged him back to the fire. He sat heavily, his head in his arms. She rubbed his back and her worried eyes met Cole's above his back.

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The bullet hit the tray next to her with a crisp metallic thunk. Loriann was holding Willow's arms down while the wis